Chapter 10
Hell Hound Pov.
I was so surprised when Deadpool told me to go to my mate, the utterly gorgeous boy was still curled in a ball on the floor. His midnight black hair was wild and spiky, he had a lean swimmers frame, he was perfect. A pitiful whimper escaped his sinfully red, rosy lips and broke me out of my thoughts. I calmly walked over to my new found mate, I eased down to lay next to him, and became the big spoon to his little spoon. (for those who don't know what this, basically, means its when one person lays behind the other person while they are both on there sides.) He quickly quieted down and snuggled back against me, his eyes still tightly closed. I started to quietly rumble in a comforting manner, the sub inside of him started to purr in response. Comfortable here with my mate I began to whisper sweet nothings to the now peacefully sleeping boy in my arms.
Third Person Pov.
What the mercenary inside didn't know was that Deadpool never went far.
Deadpool was struggling with his own thoughts and couldn't be around anyone during this time. He was happy for his little brother, Percy, but at the same time sad that he could only find comfort in someone who was not him. he quickly got over this, thinking that he would always have his brother's back and he would always have his in return, even if he had to share Percy with another. The other problem was how to break to the team that another infamous mercenary was in there tower.... this issue would be harder to solve...
The Avengers Team, they were all still trapped in there own heads from the night before. Clint was beating himself up from the inside as he fired arrow after arrow at a target in the training room, at neck breaking speeds, trying to remember why those wide sea green eyes looked so familiar. Bruce was sitting on the couch reading a book feeling sorry for the young man who was currently trapped in is own head. Steve was in the kitchen cooking a meal for the team, though his efforts seemed half-hearted and distracted. HIs mind was no where near cooking or the fact that he was boiling everything(WinkWink) but on the strange mercenaries past and what could have caused him to react so badly. Natasha was silently watching Clint from the shadows wondering why he was beating himself up so much, and if she should tell director Fury about the situation in the tower. se decide against the latter because she just couldn't trust the director of S.H.E.I.LD. after the abused little boy issue, Clint has told her the hold story shortly after coming out of the vents. Oh, and Tony, he was still freaking out that there had been raccoons in his tower....